ALL LOOK EQUALLY DEFORMED
I love all of Mankind for all of what it is, and is not.
I inhabit the totality of all. I love the glint in an eye
and the wave of a hand and the way a leg moves
and the lovely gait of a most-sweet swivel. I find
that I can accept the 'all-of' world. Everything at
once. My love inhabits no shelves nor bunkers,
but is open to everything and all. I inhabit the
sunshine I walk in. Where all things are, that
is where the reign of all-that-is takes its
start and its finish together.
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